I appreciate all the feedback you guys :) It doesn't surprise me that in demand is HxA story, and that is the most important for me to write so it may take a little longer then all the other parts of Prom for One, Prom for All to write. I want to write a Helga/Arnold story that is really amazing. For now, I hope you enjoy Phoebe and Gerald's night as Prom King and Prom Queen

Gerald and Phoebe

Gerald snaked his arm around Phoebe as they took their final pictures as prom queen and king. Phoebe squeezed his hand and together they were on top of the world.

She wore a cobalt blue flower patterned ball gown, which had long sleeves but showed off her bare back. The neck was of an Asian dress and the fabric of the dress flowed from her bust. Gerald wore a charcoal suit with a bright red tie. His unusual Afro was slicked back tonight. They held each other close and with the plastic crowns on their heads. After the final photographs were taken Gerald whispered in her ear, "Ready?"

This had been the oddest prom, and yet everything seemed to be falling in its perfect place. They exited the lobby to see Helga and Arnold intertwined together. This was to Gerald's shock, but Phoebe's delight. She had high hopes to her best friend who would escape to the prestigious college Columbia, Phoebe a premed student and Helga studying English literature. She was especially happy at the fact that Gerald would be studying business there on a basketball scholarship and Arnold would study architecture and international affairs. Some how Phoebe felt as if this was just the bud of their beautiful friendship despite all the years spent together.

Gerald hailed a cab and they both entered. "Well who would of thought!" Gerald exclaimed and kissed her cheek. "My queen!"

Phoebe giggled in a way only she could. "My king!"

"King Gerald…I do like the sound of that."

"If the crown fits. You know prom kings and queens Helga have been done since the very first proms. There are also adult proms, and college proms."

"Well let's hope we'll have many more proms to go to then. I am especially a fan of this head wear."

Phoebe chuckled again and Gerald held her near and whispered into her, "Are you sure you're ready for this?"

Phoebe flushed and stared up at him. The intellectual that she was, the disciplined student that she was could not overcome animal urges. She placed her hand in his lap and moved it towards his groin. Gerald inhaled deeply and she felt him stir with her touch.

It was pure dumb luck that the same day Phoebe's parents were going to Japan was the night of prom and Gerald had never felt more excited. Over the last few weeks, Arnold and himself were planning for this. They bought condoms and lube, and read men's magazines for tips. Gerald felt that he would have to seduce Phoebe into it, make her feel comfortable and safe. But here in her bedroom Phoebe had blossomed out of the shy girl she was. Gerald had heard that sometimes that girls had alternative personalities when they became sexual. That their normal persona was almost flipped. Confident and overbearing girls like Helga, became soft and humble. And shy and timid girls like Phoebe became secure and flourished in their newfound sexual awakening. This some how made Gerald nervous.

When Phoebe exited the bathroom, she wore a slimming blue nightgown. She positioned herself above him and kissed Gerald deeply. She felt nervous, as she was confident. Gerald was enjoying every moment of this. She was trailing kisses in the crack of his neck when Gerald spoke up.

"Wait…" he said.

She sat up and rolled over off of him on her side. He leaned over the bed and grabbed something when he came up; he held the tiny plastic tiara given to Phoebe when crowned prom queen. She laughed softly as he placed it on her head. She kissed him and put her hands between his thighs. She undid his belt and got to her knees. She had never felt more powerful and he had never felt such ecstasy.

She pulled the pants of his suit down and ran her hands up his shorts. He groaned at her and leaned forward and she met him with a kiss and yanked his shorts down. His erection aroused her and as she took him in her mouth they had suddenly became solitary and together. She had never felt more aroused until she aroused him. And when he emptied his pleasure into her she couldn't help but enjoy it. He lay back on the bed rather in shock and she crawled up beside him and cuddled to his chest.

"Phoebe…where in earth…"

Phoebe pulled up a magazine from under her bed. Gerald smiled at the raunchy women's magazine featuring an article on the best oral sex.

"Secrets revealed." He said. "I'm impressed, Phebs."

Phoebe giggled and sighed at her own pleasure from seeing him so aroused. He tilted her chin up and brushed his lips against hers with the softest kiss that gave her goose bumps. He felt them all around her and rolled over to kiss her deeply and trail the kisses down to her tiny breasts that he cupped in his large hands and stroked her nipples to his deepest pleasure. His tongue explored her body and he had never felt so lucky to have such a magnificent woman in his arms.

When his hands fluttered over her hips she knew that he was going to return the pleasure. The thickness of his fingers explored her womanhood and the special spots that he knew could make her scream if he just kept touching. And when shy, humble Phoebe let loose all that she was, he found a beautiful part of Phoebe he had never discovered and it possessed the same beauty that Phoebe already was.

She felt overcome with happiness and truth. His dark skin cradled her pale skinny self. Nothing would be sure in the next years, but there was something sure with her. Plastic crown, glasses and all. This was bliss.